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 1 XXXII |     contrived to make a sort of tent, which affords some shelter
 2 XXXIII|      through the shelter of our tent, where we sit literally
 3 XXXV  |         the sea; as it was, our tent on the back of the raft
 4 XXXV  | uprights that had supported our tent, and by the glare of the
 5 XXXVII|       by the breeze, and as the tent was once again put up, we
 6 XLIII |      but gliding underneath the tent I hid my face in my hands
 7 XLVII |         to the seclusion of our tent; it was bad enough to hear;
 8 XLVIII|    clamour going on outside the tent; it aroused M. Letourneur,
 9 XLVIII|         going now to search the tent.~“Shame!” I said. “You ought
10 XLVIII|      one of us who has left the tent all night. Why suspect us?”~“
11 XLVIII|       are a going to search the tent.”~Resistance was useless,